Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Guinea and from Sao Paulo.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Manchester and Houston.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Toronto kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983 at the first Art of Noise practice in a loft in London.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Suburban Knight to the funk kids.
I played it at the Hacienda.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by The Cosmic Jokers. All the underground hits.
All The Kinks tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Stiv Bators record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grime hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Average White Band record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an oboe.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Franke,
Fugazi,
The Leaves,
Joe Finger,
Gang Green,
The Durutti Column,
Magma,
Byron Stingily,
Amazonics,
Jeff Mills,
Whodini,
Boredoms,
Circle Jerks,
Audionom,
Surgeon,
Panda Bear,
Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic,
Joyce Sims,
The Fuzztones,
DJ Sneak,
Ronan,
K-Klass,
Scratch Acid,
a-ha,
Hashim,
Kerrie Biddell,
Loose Ends,
Teenage Jesus and the Jerks,
Jimmy McGriff,
Glambeats Corp.,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Buzzcocks,
Mission of Burma,
Ultravox,
Babytalk,
Derrick May,
Hardrive,
Eyeless In Gaza,
Intrusion,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
R.M.O.,
the Fania All-Stars,
The Busters,
Sun Ra,
Neu!,
Marine Girls,
Colin Newman,
Donald Byrd,
X-102,
Q65,
Cabaret Voltaire,
Aural Exciters,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Lucky Dragons,
Toni Rubio,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Boz Scaggs,
Röyhkä ja Rättö ja Lehtisalo,
Notorious BIG live in Amsterdam,
Rod Modell,
Drexciya,
Idris Muhammad,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon, Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.